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Nov 2018
I am Sound

You can bore your holes
in me. Turn me into Swiss cheese. I’ll still
keep my shape.  I’m getting stronger

because I don’t identify with what people
say. Blithely I turn away to caustic
words. People love echoes because they like

the sound of their own voice
returned. You can have your thoughts
spray painted on the walls, in the form

of artwork if it makes you feel
important. Publish them in magazines. Broadcast
them on social media. Stand in line as an infantile

child screaming to get his turn. I’m getting
stronger because I don’t identify with what people
do. I stand up for what I believe. I don’t need

to convince you, call you names or put you down
for your beliefs or opinions. I am sound.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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